Just because of the words of Zhou Donghuang, a new disciple who had just entered Qiugu for half a year, Wang Cheng snorted coldly and responded that their Qiugu Valley Lord would kill him?

Moreover, he said he was executed on behalf of the Law Enforcement Hall!

As the lord of Qiugu Valley, He Jin had this power, but he had basically never exercised this power. He Jin always seemed kind and friendly in front of others.

Even though Wang Cheng had offended his daughter He Mengxi just now, He Jin didn't say much.

But now, He Jin directly killed Wang Cheng for the sake of Emperor Donghuang of Zhou!

Whether it was Liu Ji or He Bin, when he looked at Zhou Donghuang again, his eyes were filled with a strong look of fear.

Although they didn't know why the Valley Lord did this for Emperor Zhou Dong, they knew that Emperor Zhou Dong was not something they could afford.

"Donghuang, are you still satisfied with my handling?"

He Jin asked Zhou Donghuang with a smile, looking kind and amiable. If he hadn't witnessed him killing Wang Cheng with his own eyes, Liu Ji and He Bin would have thought they had been replaced.

"Thank you, Lord of the Valley."

Zhou Donghuang nodded and smiled.

"Since that's the case, we will continue to go to the outer sect martial arts field."

When He Jin took Zhou Donghuang, He Mengxi and four others to the outer sect's martial arts venue again, he was speechless all the way. No matter it was Liu Ji or He Bin, he didn't dare to take a breath.

"The Lord of Qiugu is here!"

As soon as Zhou Donghuang and his men arrived at the outer sect’s martial arts field, many disciples of the outer sect recognized He Jin, and exclaimed.

"Now, the masters of the Four Valleys have brought people here... It seems that the exchange between our mid-stage martial arts monks in the Thunder Sword and the mid-stage martial arts monks in the Thunder Sword and the mid-stage martial arts monks in the Thunder Sword are about to begin."

"Hmph! The people from the Snow Thunder Sword Sect are so arrogant. How dare they challenge our Ben Lei Sword Sect like this! Our Ben Lei Sword Sect, even the martial arts cultivator in the middle stage of the Dharma Act, are also capable people!"

"The people who come from the Sleigh Sword Sect are not good, so they should not be underestimated."

...

Now, a group of elders and disciples of the Benlei Sword Sect who appeared in the martial arts arena of the Foreign Sect to watch the fun are all full of confidence in the mid-stage martial arts monks of their own sects, and some are afraid of those who come from the Jilei Sword Sect.

"Zhou Donghuang, it's really rare. I didn't expect you to come too... I've been looking for you many times, but you're practicing behind closed doors."

When He Jin, the master of Qiugu Valley, met with Zhou Donghuang and others with a group of people led by Yu Yu, the leader of the Benlei Sword Sect, a cynical young man walked to Zhou Donghuang with a smile on his face.

This young man is no one else, but the only son of the Lord of Chungu Valley, Liu Lang, and a famous playboy in the Benlei Sword Sect.

Liu Lang stood in the air, with a faint golden halo around his body entangled. His cultivation level was obviously still in the extreme realm of Yuandan, and he had not entered the realm of Dharma.

"Are you looking for me? Is there anything wrong?"

Zhou Donghuang glanced at Liu Lang indifferently. He was not familiar with Liu Lang. Last time, Liu Lang pestered him to help him resell fakes. He was so happy that he transferred the fakes to him and asked him to sell them.

That time, Liu Lang successfully sold all the fakes to Elder Xia Gu, and his work efficiency was amazing.

Of course, Zhou Donghuang didn't feel that he owed Liu Lang a favor because Liu Lang thought that it was fun to do that.

They only get what they need.

"Can't you look for you if you're fine?"

Liu Lang looked at Zhou Donghuang with some grin and grinned: "Are we friends now?"

Even Liu Lang didn't know why, because a group of peers surrounded him and cursed him, he didn't like to pay attention to those people.

However, Zhou Donghuang, a peer who was more aloof than him, made him quite fond of him.

He thought that the fraud methods that Emperor Zhou Donghuang knew were fun, and he thought that Emperor Zhou Donghuang had defeated the Xia Gu disciple Lian Can as soon as he entered the realm of Dharma. He was very powerful and admired.

"friend?"

Zhou Donghuang shook his head, "Young Master Liu, you friend, I, Zhou Donghuang, can't afford to be high. If you have nothing to do, go wherever you go."

Zhou Donghuang has heard of Liu Lang's playboy deeds, but he looked down on this person from the bottom of his heart and did not want to have too much interaction with him.

"Zhou Donghuang, you are indeed more crazy than me, more proud than me..."

Liu Lang's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said firmly: "But, I believe that sooner or later you will recognize me as a friend!"

After the words came to an end, Liu Lang glanced at Zhou Donghuang deeply, then turned around and left.

However, Zhou Donghuang pretended that he had not heard Liu Lang's words.

"My junior brother, that Liu Lang is usually more obedient than the top, and never looks at people directly... Unexpectedly, he came up to make friends with you, and you rejected it."

He Mengxi smiled.

"Without his dad, he is nothing."

Zhou Donghuang said lightly.

"Actually, I can't say that... If you don't count, he is the fastest one to enter the Yuandan extreme realm in the past hundred years."

He Mengxi shook his head and said, "He is one year younger than you, has entered the extreme realm of Yuandan, and has become a Jindan monk for two years."

"Although others are playboys, their martial arts talent is not bad at all."

Seeing that Zhou Donghuang's eyes flashed for a moment and there was no response, He Mengxi did not continue on this topic anymore and changed the topic.

"That is the leader of our Benlei Sword Sect, Yu Yucheng."

He Mengxi looked at Yu Yucheng, the leader of the Benlei Sword Sect, and introduced to Zhou Donghuang.

"The person in front of Liu Lang is his father, the Lord of Chungu Valley, and Liu Fengao."

After introducing Yu Yucheng, He Mengxi followed Zhou Donghuang to introduce the valley masters of the four valleys of the inner sect and the other three valleys of the other three valleys, and the valley masters of the outer sect have already arrived at the martial arts field of the outer sect first.

"That's the Lord of Xiagu Valley, Lian Kun. When you went to Xiagu that day, you heard his voice, but you didn't see him... Huh? Lian Can actually came too."

"That's the Lord of the Winter Valley, Leng Qianqiu."

Liu Fengao, the lord of Spring Valley, stood in front of Liu Lang. He was of medium figure and elegant appearance. He was wearing a gray dress and dressed as a middle-aged scholar.

Lian Kun, the master of Xiagu Valley, is very short in height, but his eyes are bright and bright, and you can tell at a glance that he is not a good person to mess with.

Leng Qianqiu, the master of the Winter Valley, is tall and handsome, with a face like a crown of jade. She is wearing a plain white dress like Zhou Donghuang. She stands there, and her body is invisibly showing a cold temperament.

The few of them looked like middle-aged men.

"That's the leader of the Jilei Sword Sect, Luo Yuanqiu."

After introducing the valley masters of the four valleys of the Neizong, He Mengxi continued to introduce the person who stood in the air on the other side to meet Emperor Zhou Donghuang.

Luo Yuanqiu, the leader of the Jilei Sword Sect, was standing in the void not far away with a few elders of the Jilei Sword Sect, and a few young men and women.

"Sect Master Yu, you should have come almost the same person, right?"

Luo Yuanqiu looked at Yu Yucheng, the leader of the Benlei Sword Sect with a bright smile on his face and asked, "Now, can you start?"

"certainly."

Yu Yucheng nodded, "The person who came is a guest, so please ask Sect Master Luo to let you genius disciples of the Jilei Sword Sect get out first."

"Haha... OK! Sect Master Yu is really happy!"

Luo Yuanqiu laughed, then turned his head slightly and shouted, "Xie Yun."

As Luo Yuanqiu finished speaking, one of the young men and women, a tall young man in a gray-brown robe, came out.

After a moment, his figure flashed and fell into the middle of the vast martial arts field that was empty.

"Xie Yun, a disciple of the inner sect of the Jilei Sword Sect, has a mid-term cultivation level. He will challenge fellow practitioners of the Benlei Sword Sect to be disciples of any age. Please give me advice."

Xie Yun stood in the martial arts performance field, his voice contained true energy and spread from afar.

Almost as soon as Xie Yun finished speaking, a bearded man flew into the martial arts field and stood in confrontation with him. "I am Zhang Kun, a disciple of the outer sect of the Bin Lei Sword Sect, and a martial arts monk in the middle stage of the Dharma Xiang period, and I will come to experience the methods of the genius disciple of the Ji Lei Sword Sect."

"Zhang Kun, kill him!"

"Come on Zhang Kun!"

...

A group of disciples from the foreign sect cheered Zhang Kun loudly, and they all seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, extremely excited, as if the one who ended up was not Zhang Kun, but themselves.

"This Zhang Kun has almost no rivals among the external sects... However, there are many people in the inner sect who can beat him."

He Mengxi's words came from Zhou Donghuang's ears, "It's Wang Cheng who died under my father's hands before, at most he would tie Zhang Kun."

"Liu Ji and He Bin are better than them."

Almost at the moment when He Mengxi finished speaking, Zhang Kun, a disciple of the outer sect, had taken the lead, and the three-meter-high giant boxing technique appeared, like a small hill falling from the sky, covering Xie Yun, a disciple of the inner sect of the Rising Sword Sect.

Facing the fierce giant boxing style that fell down, Xie Yun's eyes narrowed, but he did not dodge as most people guessed.

Buzz!!

A three-meter-high giant sword magic image appeared on Xie Yun's body, and then rushed out to the sky, facing the giant boxing magic image.

The two, after a moment of stalemate, the latter was chopped in half by a knife, condensing into the thick true energy of the giant boxing form, and then disintegrated.

"puff--"

The Dharma image was destroyed, and Zhang Kun, who suffered from the backlash of the true essence, opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood, and his breath became weaker.

Although he can still take action again, with his current state, there is absolutely no chance of winning.
To be continued...